Fiction

2016

‘The Prince Who Gave Up Her Empire’ in Apex. Queer desert epic fantasy lightly influenced by Arthuriana, deconstructing gendered language and prophetic tropes. 7,200 words.

‘Under She Who Devours Suns’ in Beneath Ceaseless Skies. Melishem and Sikata should both have been champions for Tessellated Talyut. On the tension between love, duty, sacrifice, and the self-destructive obsession with becoming the best. 5,900 words.

‘The Finch’s Wedding and the Hive That Sings’ in Clockwork Phoenix 5 (ed. Mike Allen, Mythic Delirium). In the Cotillion, the Song is all. A commander bargains with an oracle for favorable omens, but her bid for war is complicated by that most difficult of all battles: marriage negotiation between the powerful. Poly marriage, politics, a theocracy of birds and music. Think WH40K, but queer and intersectional. 7,200 words.

‘Comet’s Call’ in Mythic Delirium. Hu Ziyi is both arms dealer and weapon, veteran of many wars, summoned to a dying city built on a legacy of genocide to lift a curse. 4,100 words.

‘That Which Stands Tends Toward Free Fall’ in Clarkesworld Magazine. In a not-too-far future, the geopolitical map has changed irrevocably and war has become the default. A retired soldier has spent years in Ayutthaya, avoiding her former duties, until they catch up in the shape of her commander and her AI child. Ghost in the Shell meet post-colonialism in Thailand meet lesbian soldiers. 5,800 words.

‘In Them the Stars Open Like Doors’ in Flesh: A Southeast Asian Urban Anthology (ed. Cassandra Khaw and Angeline Woon, Buku Fixi). In suburban Thailand, a woman gives birth, over and over, to galaxies. Soon, they will kill her. Magic realism. 2,600 words.

‘Dream Command’ on Harlot Media. Soldier women in a dangerous game. Military SF thriller in the near future, with a kinky queer bent (graphic sex). 6,700 words.

‘The Beast at the End of Time’ in Apex Magazine. As the world marches toward the guillotine of its finale, a beast wakes and a woman heavy with her mothers’ legacy seeks to repair humanity’s last refuge. A bit Jekyll-Hyde, a bit Beauty and the Beast circa nanomachine apocalypse, all lesbian. 4,000 words.

2015

‘The Occidental Bride’ in Clarkesworld Magazine. Heilui, a Hong Kong anthropologist, buys an ex-mafia Finnish bride. Her new wife Kerttu must learn to adapt to civilian life in an unfamiliar land, an unfamiliar culture… and perhaps together the two of them will catch the terrorist behind the war that sank Europe. 6,700 words.

‘The Insurrectionist and the Empress Who Reigns Over Time’ in Beneath Ceaseless Skies. Yin Sanhi is the woman who foments and leads revolutions, knowing always that she’s one step from her fall – and Empress Narasorn proves her equal. Epic fantasy in 6,000 words.

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‘The Prince Who Gave Up Her Empire’

‘The Prince Who Gave Up Her Empire’

Terasadh arrived in the world with a force so abrupt that the resin womb holding her split in two, cracking as she took her first breath and cried out from the shock of being alive.

Her aunt, King Nadjana, was the sole witness; she cleared the infant’s throat of birth-fluids and warmed the infant’s breath with her own. For a week the king secluded herself. In that week she fed the newly-made prince with the juice of ripe language-fruits, the milk of wisdom-orchids, and the nectar of doorway birds. Royal birth is a delicate matter, and she would trust no other to anoint her heir.

This one’s a big story for me, literally: 7,200 words. For the record, I never thought I’d be able to place an epic fantasy at Apex.

I describe this story as ‘queer desert Arthuriana’, though its connections to Arthuriana are extremely loose. I picked apart some of the base components and transposed. There is an Arthur figure, but not exactly; there is a Mordred figure (and Mordred’s mom), but not precisely. The analogues are intentionally very rough. What I wanted to play around with—rather than ‘King Arthur, but queer’—was the idea of prophecy, agency, predestination, and the lost monarch who’ll return to serve her land in its time of need.

More forefront is that I wanted to work with pronoun fluidity, the gendering of nouns. I don’t like gendered common nouns, as a rule, and a lot of them are aesthetically ugly: authoress, stewardess, policewoman. Many are outmoded and have fallen out of use, but others remain firmly gendered: queen, princess, mother, niece, sister.

I don’t think the genders of the characters in ‘Prince’ need spelling out—that’s part of the point—but it’s probably worth saying that Terasadh is non-binary. (A story about deconstructing gendered language where everyone is cis would, of course, be absolutely lazy.)

TUBS TUBS TUBS – supersized skincare

I mean tubs of skincare. Asian brands do their share of putting out products that come in huge tubs, usually 300 ml, mostly aloe vera-based but sometimes you do come across nicer ones with snail filtrate or horse oil. I like them as multi-task products you can use on your body, or as wash-off masks, or… you get the idea. They are very cost-effective and you can layer them up in lieu of a multi-product skincare routine. Prices quoted include shipping, since most of you are probably based in the west.

The SAEM Horse Oil Soothing Gel Cream ($12). It’s much cheaper than the Geurisson horse oil cream, though the ingredient list is not as nice, as this one has a good deal of aloe vera as filler. Still, aloe vera is good for your skin and horse oil is even better. It sinks in slower than an all-aloe gel, is thicker and milkier, and can serve as a decent last moisturizing step or a sleeping pack. (Available from Testerkorea for $4.39, but they do shipping by the weight and this is a pretty heavy item.)

Tony Moly Pure Snail Moisture Gel ($10). 90% snail filtrate! No aloe vera! It does contain alcohol denat and a lot of fragrance, but it’s a lot of snail in a big tub.

The FACE Shop Jeju Aloe Fresh Soothing Gel ($9.25). Good old aloe vera. No fancy ingredients (there’s a bunch of plant extracts but in this sort of product, it’s not going to be a large concentration), but if your skin likes aloe vera, here’s 300 ml of it. Contains alcohol.

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‘Under She Who Devours Suns’ is up at Beneath Ceaseless Skies

By the time Melishem returns to her birth-city Tessellated Talyut, there is little of her that anyone can recognize. Her gaze burns unhuman amber, her bare scalp glistens with meteorite blood, her articulated arms murmur with live moths. Antennae peek through the gaps in her joints, more delicate and superb than any lace.

Her bare feet track salt across the earth, leaving shriveled worms and withered grass in her wake. She has been walking a long time, unresting and unseeing of any sight save her objective.

She arrives before the Gate of Glaives at sunrise, the sky green and trembling behind her.

“I’ve come back,” she rasps in a voice of burnt honey and rust, more bitter than sweet, “to fight Sikata Lantern-of-God.”

There’s a common wuxia premise: the wandering martial artist who seeks to become the best of the best. Their method of proving themselves is brute – they go around challenging warriors (sometimes entire schools), armies, and so on. They take extreme measures to improve themselves, years of brutal training; they may come across and aid those in distress, though this is somewhat incidental to their quest of improving their skills. It’s a romanticized ideal, but it’s also a self-destructive obsession – these wondering warriors have virtually no other concerns or desires but to prove themselves the ultimate swordsman or martial artist.

In ‘Under She Who Devours Suns’, Melishem should have been one of her birth city’s champions, but the laws dictate there can be only one – and her friend Sikata took the title by besting her. This is what happens after someone like that has remade herself in order to achieve the title of the best. It’s a bit Claymore in that the system around them forces fighters to obsess over who’s the best and who ranks above whom, and it’s also a bit Claymore in that the women in the story have a complex, deadly relationship with each other.

(I don’t call the god in the story a goddess, even though she is gendered female. I’ve grown quite resistant to gendered common nouns, but more on that when my next fantasy story goes up.)

A reader has been very kind and thorough about this story, providing such close reading that would have been equal to any novel review easily. It’s a tremendous and lovely gift to be read, let alone so exactly and thoughtfully.

Work such as Under She Who Devours Suns demonstrate that we are indeed living in a SFF renaissance, even if there are those who resist and desire to pull us back into a “golden age” that was never that golden and didn’t really exist. While there has always been excellent SFF the genre sections at bookstores and libraries were usually dominated by a sea of mediocre and derivative shit that, for some reason, is still defended by a group of MRA-type nerds who are content with mediocrity. Now things are beginning to change; more interesting work is being published and becoming popular. Despite the fact that some people are pushing back with an eye towards backwards literature is just a sign that the best days of “genre” fiction are upon us.

Charles Peysaur at Quick Sip Reviews was also very nice about it!

To me this is a story of longing and, in some ways, obsession. With devotion and with purpose and with missing something in the pursuit of that purpose. But it’s also, I think, about institutions and duty and how that duty can poison relationships, twist people’s lives. Pervert justice. The story features Melishem and Sikata, two women who grew up together, who were equals until the day they had to fight each other for a single position. Until the day the system they worked under, the customs and government and everything, tore them apart. And in so doing it threw the world they had built together into chaos, doubt, and dissolution. To me it shows how focusing on the best and only the best is damaging. By setting up a system where there can be only one at the top, it fosters a spirit of competition over harmony.

It Turns Out Everyone Was Right About Aldnoah.Zero

I don’t think this show knows what it is doing. Well – it does know what it’s doing in that it got Urobuchi to write the first 3 episodes to lure people in, but after that it’s a total shitshow.

On one hand, it’s incredibly perfunctory – it has all the requisite components of a typical mecha title (including child soldiers – sorry, teenage pilots) that it brings in slightly different directions than expected, while at the same time it still falls back on the traps of unfortunate fanservice and cramming in a ton of empty spectacle. With Psycho-Pass you know it’s saying something, the writing and pacing and the rest are imbued with the conviction of intentionality; with this it’s more going through motions, phoning it in, so much so that Urobuchi’s signature (killing a ton of major characters off) is either softened or absent. For a change, this is actually a bad thing.

Count Cruteo roleplaying American foreign policy

What kept me watching was partly that it’s almost word-for-word an aggressively subdued Code Geass, to the point that the evil emperors look downright related (and there are the references; Inaho is nicknamed ‘Orange’ and gets a cybernetic eye; who else is nicknamed Orange-kun and gets a cybernetic eye…). There’s a Lelouch, an Euphemia, a Suzaku, even sort of a Kallen. It’s slightly bemusing to watch, though unsurprising seeing that Urobuchi’s had experience doing ‘What if Show X, But My Way’ (Psycho-Pass being a Ghost in the Shell with Urobuchi philosophy, and no fanservice).

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Kiran Oliver’s DAYBREAK RISING cover reveal

My friend Kiran Oliver’s debut novel, Daybreak Rising, is coming out September 21, 2016 from Torquere Press. It’s a lesbian fantasy and I’m pleased to share the cover reveal. :)

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Here’s a bit about DAYBREAK RISING:

22-year-old Celosia Brennan spent sixteen years being raised as the heroine her nation needed. A dual-touched Elementalist with both the power to conjure fire and see glimpses of her future, Celosia was the best hope at overthrowing the oppressive Council in a mission called Daybreak, an attempt to secure justice for the massacre of her people and so many others. There’s just one problem: she couldn’t. Celosia broke down after realizing the enormity of her task, and is struggling to make things right while the blood of her fellows stains her hands.

Now branded a failure, Celosia desperately volunteers for the next mission: taking down the corrupt Council with a team of her fellow elementally-gifted mages. Leading the Ember Operative gives Celosia her last hope at redemption. They seek to overthrow the Council once and for all, this time bringing the fight to Valeria, the largest city under the Council’s iron grip. But Celosia’s new teammates don’t trust her—all except for a powerful ice Elementalist named Ianthe who believes in second chances.

With Council spies, uncontrolled magic, and the distraction of unexpected love, Celosia will have to win the trust of her teammates and push her abilities to the breaking point to complete the Ember Operative. Except if she falters this time, there won’t be any Elementalists left to stop the Council from taking over not only her country, but their entire world.

You can add Daybreak Rising to your GoodReads TBR shelf today, and pre-orders should be live from Torquere soon.

About the author

Kiran Oliver is a Southern New Hampshire University graduate having majored in Communication with a PR focus. He currently attends Free Code Camp in the hope of earning a certificate in Full Stack Web Development while working as a freelance technology journalist. When he’s not writing for work, he’s creating novels such as DAYBREAK RISING for fun.

When not daydreaming about lesbian pirates, queer lady paladins, or dragons, Kiran can be found at the gym or playing MMOs. He resides in New Zealand with his wife Elizabeth, their cat, Ember, and soon to be a puppy named Zephyr.

Find Kiran on social media:

Twitter – @coliver_writes
GoodReads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14011102.C_K_Oliver
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/authorCKOliver

Iron Man Mini-Reviews

Upfront: I confess that I only sought out the Iron Man films because… well, the dude look like he came out of a Metal Hero franchise, right?

There’s even a thematic common ground: weapon technology is great as long as it’s being applied by the righteous person, i.e. the hero (who may be an android fighting to save the world, or a Japanese police force; it depends). Usually the Japanese heroes are a bit more humble than Tony Stark; they tend not to be womanizing ultra-wealthy assholes who make their own gadgets. Rather they tend to be ‘forced’ into fighting because someone killed their dad and/or experimented on them to turn them into insectoid cyborgs and/or they were a monster all along and self-inflicted amnesia into thinking they were the person they murdered, that sort of thing. Because Metal Hero shows (and tokusatsu in general) are aimed at young children, it tends to be fairly bloodless, and fairly sexist (in the sense that women, if they show up, tend not to do very much but provide a sort of sexless romantic interest).

Er, and the average tokusatsu title isn’t as creepily imperialist.

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Movie Mini-Reviews

I’ve been slumming it among Hollywood titles, searching (and mostly failing) to find things I can enjoy as mindless brain trash. I’m not looking for politically challenging material here or even something like intelligence. I’m not even looking for something the level of quarter-assed Urobuchi. I’m just looking for things that can entertain.

Unfortunately, most of what I found was painful or embarrassing or boring, and I don’t mean because it’s racist or whatever. It is just Not Very Good. Up on the chopping block: this thing below, the rebooted X-Men movies, and The Avengers (2012). All titles are crammed end-to-end with mandatory heterosexuality.

Pacific Rim (2013). This is a rewatch and, as it turns out, it doesn’t stand up to scrutiny very well. It’s still pretty fun! I just keep wondering why the jaegers are so badly designed. I realize it’s for the ohhhh awesome factor, but in-universe it doesn’t make a lot of sense. The jaegers move unbelievably badly on land and even worse in water, where the majority of their engagements would logically take place. They’re too tall, their center of gravity is terrible, they maneuver like drunk porcupines. There isn’t even a reason for them to be bipedal. I’m biased after having watched Akito the Exiled.

There’s a lot to be said for skittering rapidly on all fours. (And as the Code Geass OVA proves, you can choreograph perfectly fun mecha battles with this design.) It’s like yeah, sure, del Toro is into big Japanese monster movies* but part of the fun in those is the combat is relatively graceful, you know? Speaking of that, if he admires his Japanese sources so much, couldn’t he squeeze in a few Japanese extras? How come all the Chinese characters – and extras – pretty much never talk? Why do the white men do all the talking and the, well, doing? And surviving – I mean, even the Russian lady doesn’t get much screen time, and she’s super white. The main white dude’s brother probably has more speaking parts than all the characters of color combined (other than Mako), and he dies a few minutes into the film.

* The Attack on Titan live action is perfectly serviceable for that, come to think, with the bonus that the titan shifters don’t move like drunken porcupines trying to brawl. Another bonus: it’s a hell of a lot less white than Pacific Rim.

Mori Mako as a ‘feminist icon’ is a total failure, by the way. The white dude constantly takes the lead (does he ever shut up? Up to the point he thinks he’s about to nobly sacrifice himself, he’s still gabbing away at maximum speed!). Her characterization begins and ends with ‘takes cue from a bunch of men’. Very feminism triumph, this. She also seems faintly embarrassed by the script; I think the only time she sounds into her role is when she yells ‘For my family!’ in Japanese. The rest of the time she’s grimacing or smiling blankly.

But hey, PR has more POC with primary speaking roles than pretty much every other title named in this post – high bars!

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